The young guys and Ink

At the recent Fly Fishing Film Tour (Fly fishing's winter gala celebration and top notch ointment for the shack nasties) I ran across an acquaintance of mine at the post show "social".  We'll call him "Jake".  Jake is full on fly fishing sick with a side order of jug band.  He reminds me a little of my former self (less the jug band) back when fishing 3 days a week was considered "fishing part-time".  Two things worth mentioning and the purpose for my post.
1. Jake was probably one of the 10 youngest guys (not counting 10 year olds with their dads) at the event...a gathering which, from a distance, probably looked like a talent screening for a Poligrip commercial.   Fly fishing is looking old, withered and gray.  Excellent for the old guys, as it gives them something to do and keeps them dreaming and active.  Bad for the sport and the manufacturers of fly fishing equipment.  It's astonishing that Farmville or Call of Duty grabs and holds the attention of our youth more than say, a double haul and fresh air.  Good on ya Jake for being one of the (few) younger guys.
2. You cannot be an on-the-fence, wannabe dabbler in the dark arts of fly fishing.  You either are...or you are not.  If you are not...it's no problem.  If you ever decide that you are "all in", might I suggest a 1/2 sleeve of Hex like Jake's.    (He's all in.)

Well played Jake and thanks for sharing the water and the art.